So, I just got finished watching the tail-end of the Presidential address. The most interesting thing about it wasn't anything that was said, or the ridiculous number of standing ovations he received, or even all of the feel-good stories about hard-working Americans, etc.
What got me most was the adulation of his legion of fans. Men, women, children, black, white, other... EVERYBODY seemed to want to talk to him, or shake his hand or get his autograph. Anything, just to connect with him in the slightest.
I saw a grown man actually kiss him on the cheek in reverence. He was quite literally mobbed trying to leave the senate floor (I presumed it was the senate, anyway). He must have signed 100 autographs.
And I ate it up with a spoon! I would have been exactly the same way. I am so proud of this country right now I could burst. I really didn't think the American people had it in them. I really expected that, somehow, John McCain was going to pull it out at the end.
So, now I'm basking in the sunshine that is Barak Obama. Just watching and listening to him speak, and seeing the adoration of the crowd, especially when compared to Curious George, was enough to make me feel a little bit better about life in general.
So, yes, I admit I have a ridiculous man-crush on the president. I'm not ashamed in the least. I've said it from the beginning, and I'll repeat it today: Barak Obama will go down as quite possibly the greatest president America has ever had. I certainly wouldn't want to be the person following him (Sorry, Hillary 2016).
Tomorrow, American Idol and Top Chef. (I promise to be slightly less gay.)
Oh, and before you go all the way to Sidney to buy my house, don't bother... We've got a renter lined up. We're going to end up eating about 300 or 400 bucks a month, but that's better than the $1450 worth of turd sandwich we were going to have to swallow every 30 days if the house would have stayed empty. Who knows, this guy could end up loving it and buy the sucker next year. Then, I'll be rich! Hah!
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Just hope your renter doesn't turn out to be Michael Keaton in "Pacific Heights".
And it's spelled Barack, not Barak. So you better fix that big heart with "Anthony + Barak 4-ever" you have drawn on your notebook.
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